Photographers and Oh Dear Summer.

"Photographers are violent people.

First they frame you.

Then they shoot you.

Then they hang you on the wall . . .

but if you're real good they'll scrapbook you."

I just thought this was funny when I can across it today.

Also if I were to write a letter to summer,

I would ask it to please come quickly. 

I can't wait to spend days doing what I want to do.

For instance I often just want to do the following:

I want to make a mud pie.

I want to climb a tree.

I want to go camping.

I want to sleep on a lake shore.

I want to read a book outside under a tree.

I want to make a sandcastle.
I want to swim in a lake.

I want to stick my feet in a creek and 

listen to the bird sing and the leaves rustle.

I want to take a nap on the grass . . .

*sigh* 

If I have to wait - I will. 

You'll be worth it.